Monthly Archives: December 2015
Oh, wait – that should read, “It’s a Christmas baby!” As in, born on Christmas. Which I was. But it’s okay. It really is, because my parents were great about making sure I didn’t get shortchanged. Our typical Christmas started with me getting up at oh-dark-thirty to open my stocking stuffers. At 7, I was allowed to wake the rest of the family (I’m the youngest, and it’s my birthday, so naturally I’d… Read More
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